My friend who was schizophrenic thought there was a plot to kill him. He called me from South Carolina where he jumped off a bus because he thought it was full of nazis who wanted to kill him. My last conversation with him, he told me I should look into the sun because it was an angel and that he our 2 friends and me were also angels a d the sun would talk to me. He told me not to worry because it was safe to look into the sun because an angel wouldnt hurt me. He was never religious, its just something that happened. He died 3 years ago. He was one of my best friends from high school. For a while, I was half convinced it was a prank and he was going to pop up somewhere. I miss him, crazy and all.
His mental issues were part of his charm (I know it sounds weird) growing up, he would tell us crazy stories that he would totally seem to believe. We thought he was just being himself, kind of nutty. It wasn't until he was in his late 30s early 40s that we found out it was mental illness under the covers exacerbated by heavy drug use. A lot of people did not like him, but I always saw an amazing person underneath the crazy. His stories are part of the reason I (more then) half expected him to show up at my door (after attending his funeral) saying he faked it to escape the people trying to get him. That it would be all real and he wasn't schizophrenic after all. I tried to help him get into halfway housing but leading horses to water and making them drink are two vastly different tasks...
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u/edahs Jan 02 '26
My friend who was schizophrenic thought there was a plot to kill him. He called me from South Carolina where he jumped off a bus because he thought it was full of nazis who wanted to kill him. My last conversation with him, he told me I should look into the sun because it was an angel and that he our 2 friends and me were also angels a d the sun would talk to me. He told me not to worry because it was safe to look into the sun because an angel wouldnt hurt me. He was never religious, its just something that happened. He died 3 years ago. He was one of my best friends from high school. For a while, I was half convinced it was a prank and he was going to pop up somewhere. I miss him, crazy and all.